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I have green eyes and red hair(the hair changes periodically). I'm going into my Junior year at Grover Cleveland Humanities High in Reseda, California.
School takes up a majority of my life, but in the scarce moments of free time, I enjoy keeping busy with writing (these days mostly screenplays and poetry),
reading(everything from Pirsig to cereal boxes.. I'm working on mindreading, but not making much progress), drawing(mostly people's faces and settings) -- general Creating, beach trips(at night) and other socializing with peers, engaging in major arguments with friends and relatives over ultimately very trivial things... and trying to keep content while not infringing on anyone else too terribly much.
Damn Hippie Bohemian
Music is an essential part of my existence, a sort of backbone to everything in my life, a running pulse letting me know I'm still breathing. I listen to just about anything depending on mood swings, but mostly rest my loves on Blues and Classical styles. I play the classical guitar, although not too seriously... and I sing like hell in the shower. For the past three summers, I've been involved in an arts program called CSSSA on the Cal Arts campus in Valencia, California. This program heaps together about 500 high school arts scholars from various corners of the nation (although mostly from California), piling them into dorms and quasi-college life for a month. CSSSA has been a major milestone in my life. I've met people there who have drastically changed the way I see the world and driven me to think and create far beyond anything I believe I would have ever come up with on my own. The community of young artists collected is something truly unforgettable and I cherish every minute of existence-swapping the place provided.
We Are Family
I currently live in Los Angeles with my father and co-father. An "alternative lifestyle", being raised by gay parents has been one of the many stepping stones to what's brought me here. My father is one of the most remarkable people I've ever met, probably one of the most remarkable people other people have ever met as well. He has struggled for years defining himself, his philosophy, and his definitions... and is safely the least hypocritical person I've ever come in contact with. As a family, we have been through a lot, and I'm proud to say we've come out on top so far... (I think)... even though, in many respects, we are just begining to deal with some things. I started living with "My two Dads" (*sigh*, laugh at the cliche) about 12 years ago, and although my life before was quite wretched (who's childhood wasn't?), I've had continuous support from my parents since. (A damn lucky thing.)It's their perpetual concern (or harping, nagging, etc..) and my own iron-clad (ha ha) will that have brought me successfully through high school, and, hopefully on through college and the rest of my life. (the cheesy sitcom music starts) When it comes to listing all the people that have, in their own strange and quirky ways, brought me to where I am... I realize that you as the reader will be bored to tears by then... if not already... So...
Down the Road
My future plans at this point are fairly simple and in outline form because I expect to do a lot of editing between the lines. Basically, I intend to squeeze and pummel high school for all it's worth, and then head on to a "Good College"... I've got my sights right now set on Columbia University, but... time will tell. Additionally, I plan to fall in Love,(note the capital L). I don't have a set time limit on when exactly I expect that to happen, but I've realized it's a crucial thing for me. As far as career plans go, I find that the older I get (oi, kvetch kvetch), the more areas of profession I'm interested in. I'm not sure yet whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.. but it is my thing. So, basically, as long as I'm not starving (physically, emotionally, intellectually, etc...), I think I'll find a way to be content with whatever I find myself doing. And all that seems both frightfully long and yet too short. So, on that awkwardly contradictory note, I'll end this. That's me in a very small, very blunt and primative nutshell.
Thanks for your interest.
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